"Listen kid, you won't be able to survive on your own" The taller said as he looked down at him. He felt that the younger was lost right now, and he, himself was struggling with the thought of taking the shorter with him or leaving him to his own destiny.

He closed his eyes before taking a deep breathe. "It's a game of luck, and no one can bring you luck but me."

He made his choice, he'll take the other under his wings, he'll be his duty. He won't be able to move as he used to do before, he'll have an handicap for the very first time in his life. Him, a person who hated to have any contact with human being, was now offering help to a complete stranger. What's going on in your mind Taeyong? He wasn't capable of recognizing it, something was different, something was wrong with him.

"Will you really bring me good luck?"

Ten was already exhaussed, the scary experience had him all shaking. He had no idea weither he should trust this stranger that he happenned to meet few minutes ago or he should just run away. But where? He had no idea.

"Who said i'll bring good luck?" Taeyong's voice brought himback from his thoughts. "I only said luck, didn't specify it"

He walked away then stopped few meters from Ten before glancing back at him as if hinting him to follow him. 

Ten got up right away and run to him. 

They were opposites, while Ten smelled Life Taeyong smelled Death.

This was so wrong, Taeyong knew it, yet he was still doing it.